He couldn't believe it. She'd actually done it!He was conflicted. Elation filled him, naturally. A woman had taken off her top for him. A guy just cou...dn't help but feel great about that. But putting his name on her roof could be disastrous if another analyst saw it. Technically, he didn't work for NSA per se, but it would be child's play for any analyst who used the same satellites to figure out what Bob she was referring to. He was the only "Bob" he knew who worked at the agency, and even if. When she was naked, she thought about masturbating. Since the incident in the kitchen this morning with Dana there was a constant throbbing in her vagina. Still, she restrained herself. However, as she passed her special drawer, she stopped. She bit her lip in indecision. With a sigh, she opened the drawer and searched through her toys. There was one she had bought from a mail order catalog but had never used. It was a small butt plug that had a vibrator and a wireless remote control. It had. It was clear sailing today all the way down to the Miracle Mart. Downtown was a little clogged where 35E goes through but traffic smoothed out around Walnut Hill. We were almost there and anticipation was getting me down. All of a sudden Terry pulled a 360, slammed on the brakes and set us down on the helipad at Exxon. I was just getting out when the door opened and two figures came running at me. They smashed into me and knocked the wind out for a moment. Before I could regain my composure,. My hair is straight, black and falls to my mid back. I’ve got exotic looking green eyes. I wrap my left hand around the pole, swaying my body to the music. My left leg wraps around it tightly and lets me glides around the cold steel. I glance down and see about 50 or so guys watching me tonight. Resting my ass against the pole, I lean down and trace my legs with my fingertips to the sides of my G-string panties, slowly pulling on the one side, while the other hand continues up to my perfectly.